Tritera moves it along

You spend another few moments, getting used to a dick being in your mouth. Blowjobs weren't exactly commonly discussed where you came from and you were not sure what you were doing. You try licking the head to mixed results. Eventually you feel a hand on either side of your head pulling you back until the tip had all but left you lips and then pushing you forward until his cock was almost but not quite gagging you. and then repeating. You found the pace and the hands left you to it.

Bingman is audibly enjoying this. Without any aid from Tritera's magic you bring a hand up to the base and begin stroking his shaft to a low moan of appreciation. After a few moments he places a heavy hand on your shoulder and gently pushes down until with a pop his cock is freed from your lips.

You look to Tritera for guidance who now has her bra off and is squeezing one of her nipples with one hand, the other one again pointing her wand at your chest. As easy as the bra had magically fastened itself behind your back it now comes off and flies to join your robe.

Your breasts now out Bingman cups one with his free hand. The rough hand of a man is quite different than your own small digits were in the bath. What he lacks in subtle dexterity he makes up for in strength and the ability to push you beyond where you'd push yourself.